a very dark dark guard

Chapter 84
The clerk greeted me warmly. I noticed before that all the guests staying in this store came by horse-drawn carriage.And the clothes are gorgeous, and they are either rich or expensive.

The man saw that there was no carriage behind us, and the clothes were not gorgeous, but all coarse clothes, his smile disappeared immediately.

The clerk scowled, and his attitude turned cold in an instant. He pointed to the street on the next floor and said, "You went to the wrong door. Our store only caters to wealthy businessmen and nobles. Ordinary people go to the common people's inn."

I didn't move, took out a piece of silver and put it on the counter, said: "That's right, we are rich merchants, we specialize in business without capital, and open me two of the most expensive guest rooms."

The clerk glanced at the silver, and said with a sneer: "You can think about it, the cheapest room in our store is five silver ingots a night, and the best room is five ingots a night...gold!"

"Ridiculous. I have stayed in the most expensive inn in Yuancheng, and I have never seen such an outrageous price. How dare you open your mouth like a lion in a small shop in a small city, or... is this a black shop?" Ximen Wuhen stepped forward. Go forward, approach the buddy, lower your head and look at him, the strong sense of oppression makes it difficult for the buddy to breathe.

"No, if you don't have money, just say you don't have money, what? If you can't pay, you still beat someone?" The man swallowed, and forced himself to straighten his back, not wanting to lose to Ximen Wuhen in terms of momentum.

Nanjiu and the others carried our luggage and left it outside the city.

The five of us are carrying the "liquid capital" of the Fu family.

Ximen Wuhen took out ten gold ingots from the leather bag on his back and threw them on the counter.

Gold is relatively heavy, and only those with high martial arts skills like us can carry a bag of gold and silver as easily as a goose feather.

He took out another five ingots of gold, photographed them on the counter, and said loudly:

"This is the money for the cabinet."

He slapped ten ingots of gold into the countertop, leaving only one third on top.

It is really difficult to pull this thing out, it is estimated that the front of the cabinet must be cut.

The guy's attitude was restored to enthusiasm, and he invited us upstairs and arranged us to live in the best room.

There are three floors in this store, and each floor has a different style.

The main reason is that the grades of building materials are different, the degree of luxury of decoration is different, and the quality of furniture selection is different.

The washbasin and toilet in our room are inlaid with gold and jade, the bed sheets, quilt covers, and pillowcases are made of top-quality silk, the window curtain hooks are carved with beautiful jade, and the wood used for the tables, chairs and wardrobes is overseas "Wannianxiang".

The wood has a lingering aroma and a pleasant taste.

The bricks laid on the ground are also unique "temperature-changing stones" in the north.

It will change with the ambient temperature, warm in winter and cool in summer, pure natural floor heating, floor cooling fan.

Due to the difficulty of mining thermophilic stones, the output is very small, and not everyone in the royal families of various countries can use them.

Except for the emperor's dormitory, only the most favored concubines can be paved with temperature-changing stone floor tiles.

The owner of the inn moved into his small shop something that the nobles in the palace couldn't even get their hands on. His background is probably...

However, although temperature-changing stones are precious, they are not prohibited from being used by the people. As long as there are connections and banknotes, they can still be obtained.

I chose this store on purpose, and it seems that I made the right choice.

Ximen Wuhen shares a room with Director Zhang and Yue Nanxiang, so it is convenient to protect them.

I was in the same room as Yun Zhou, and when he entered the room, he put the silver bag on the table, ran to my side and stared at me seriously.

His expression was silly, but I could see his emotion in his eyes.

"It's hard to be a good person." I also put down my money bag and picked up an expensive jade teapot to pour myself a cup of tea.

The tea is Luofeng's domestically produced 'Morning Dew Tea'. The annual output of that thousand-year-old tea tree is so small that the royal family of the country has to save it.

"Be a bad guy." Yun Zhou tilted his head and looked at me. With his current level of intelligence, he can't tell the specific attributes of a good guy and a bad guy at all. He just simply knows that a good guy and a bad guy are opposite words.

Since his condition improved, Director Zhang, Yue Nanxiang, and Ximen Wuhen taught him a lot of things every day.

But he can remember and understand less than one percent of the content.

Strictly speaking, he is still an idiot now.

It's just an improvement in sensing other people's emotional changes.

I have facial paralysis, how he saw that I was in a bad mood is quite a mystery.

After doing a good job in Huaicheng, what we provoke is a character with a strong background.

They are different from the Fu family's father and son, even the thugs they hire are at the level of street gangsters.

They are also the lowest level of princes, and the level of killers they can send is very high.

If Monarch Tengxue is willing to protect them, then what we have to face is an enemy backed by imperial power.

To be honest, I kind of want to retreat.

At the beginning, I decided to follow the clues to help those poor white-haired people who were looking for their daughters. Their daughters disappeared. I thought that maybe I could find out the whereabouts of Fu's father and son by finding the online line of Fu's father and son.

No matter if you spend money to buy it, or whatever, there may be a chance to bring people back.

Whether in modern times or ancient times, abduction of children is a wicked act of killing thousands of knives.

But at that time, they didn't expect that the up-line of Fu's father and son was actually a relative of the provincial official.

If it is a purely interested partner, this matter will be easier to handle.

With family affection involved, the provincial officials probably wouldn't kill relatives righteously.

In particular, the affairs of the province are all handled by the wife of the provincial official, Mo Qiwei. This woman promoted her natal family, and distributed all the fat jobs in the province that could earn money to her natal family.

No wonder she would 'justly enforce the law' on her brother.

"Alas... Trouble." But since you have already caused trouble, you can't be afraid of it.

Because it is useless to be afraid, even if I want to let it go, the other party will not let it go.

For example, at this moment, someone is spying on us outside the window.

There is a eaves to shelter from the wind and rain outside the window of this inn, and there is a person squatting on it at this moment.

"Which friend is that outside the window? Isn't it uncomfortable to squat, why don't you come in and sit?" I let out 'gas' and spread the whole room.

The windows are open to the outside, and it's still warm in the evening at this time of year, and it's only a little cool at night.

As soon as I finished speaking, a black shadow flashed out of the window. The black shadow was as light as a swallow, and 'flyed' into the room, knelt down on one knee, and bowed to me.

"Xiaojiao met the island owner!"

"What?" I froze for a moment, thinking I was hallucinating.

"Xiaojiao met the island owner!"

"Who are you? Who is the owner of the island?" I glanced at Yun Zhou and wondered if it was possible that he had an island in private?

"I am a Biyi sect disciple, and you are the island owner. This is a handwritten letter from the old island owner." The man in black took out a letter from his pocket, and presented it in front of me respectfully.

The letter was non-toxic, so I took it, opened the envelope, and unfolded the folded letter paper.

At the first glance, I saw the four big characters of "My Apprentice Qi" written on the head.

Look at the signature again...'Master Xiao's Sad Journey'.

At this moment, the man in black tore off his veil, revealing her true colors. She looked a little like Liu Yanyan, and she was about 20 years old.

Xiao Beitu said goodbye to us, but it's been a while.

In the letter, he said that he had retrieved his daughter's ashes and brought his wife's ashes back to Biyi Island.

Now that he has found his wife and children, he has no regrets in this life, and wishes his family to be reunited and never separated.

Xiaojiao shed two lines of tears. I figured that the meaning of this family reunion should be consistent with what I understood.

This letter is Xiao Beitu's suicide note!

The letter was long and thick, and he had a lot to explain.

Their family was reunited, but when he left, Biyipai had no heir. He only had one apprentice, Xiaojiao.

Xiaojiao is an orphan, because she looks a bit like Liu Yanyan, Xiao Beitu took her as his apprentice, but these years, he has been practicing martial arts in seclusion, and has never cared about Xiaojiao.

Xiaojiao is not outstanding among the disciples of Biyi Sect, and her talent in martial arts is also average.

Because of her similar appearance to Liu Yanyan, Xiao Beitu didn't want her to end badly, so he kind of asked her to come and join me.

He passed on the position of the island owner to me, and there is a token of the island owner in the letter. With this token, I am the island owner of Biyi Island, and no one can question it.

It's just that the position of head of the Biyi faction is inherited by someone else. I have never practiced the martial arts of the Biyi faction, so I am not qualified to inherit the position of head.

But the position of the owner of the island does not conflict with the position of head. It owns the 'property rights' of the island of Biyi Island, which is similar to the meaning of the landlord.

Biyipai is just a renter living on the island.

There have been precedents where the two positions of island owner and head were inherited by different people.

So Biyipai disciples have nothing to say.

Moreover, Biyi Island is rented out in the form of 'shared with the landlord', that is to say, Xiao Beitu left his land and real estate to me.

There is also the cemetery of their family of three on that land.

This was really sudden, he looked so young, he had just mastered the 'evil' kung fu that could squeeze into the top [-] of the martial arts master list, and there were many possibilities in the future.

In the end, if people say it’s gone, it’s gone, and it’s his own path to a dead end.

Perhaps the belief that supported him has collapsed...

As an outsider, I can only guess one or two.

He also has no one to entrust. He has been closed for many years, his wife and daughter have died, and his only apprentice. He has no future if he stays in the Biyi Sect, and he may become a victim in the sect.

And I am not only Liu Yanyan's apprentice, but also his daughter's secret guard, and I am the person who has the deepest relationship with their family.

"With Master here, people on the island dare not bully me. Master knows that if he is gone, those people will definitely not tolerate me." Xiaojiao said while wiping tears.

She was born beautiful, even if she was only a third like Liu Yanyan, she was still a beautiful woman.

No one in that school knows what kind of gong they practice.

Her martial arts are mediocre, and it is also because she has not practiced Biyipai's evil skills, and only learned some superficial kung fu, such as lightness kung fu.

Xiao Beitu knew very well that if he was gone, those people would have to swallow Xiaojiao alive.

So I sent her out of the island to deliver a letter, in fact, she came to take refuge in me.

She must not dare to go back herself.

Xiao Beitu left me a house and land anyway, I have to accept the person he entrusted.

There were also several banknotes of an astonishing amount in the letter.

In addition, there is a ring, which was left to him by his mother, and he has never taken it off for many years.

When I was in Yuancheng, I saw him wearing this ring all the time.

With the ring, Biyi Island's title deed and island owner's token, plus a huge amount of money, this Xiaojiao's identity should be real.

She has no poison, no poison, no injury, but she is tired, has serious dark circles, and hasn't had a good rest.

"Since you are here to join me, why hide from the window? Don't go through the door?" If I don't call her, when will she show up?
"The buddy won't let me in... I, I don't have any money with me." Xiaojia was a little embarrassed, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she hurriedly explained: "Just jump in through the window, I'm afraid that you will treat me as a villain, cough... and beat me to death."

She explained that she was trying to figure out how to start so that I wouldn't kill me on the spot, so I called her in.

"Master said, your martial arts methods are weird, you can kill people invisible without using internal strength, and you don't need those boxing skills." Xiaojiao said excitedly, but also with a bit of fear, like a person who likes to tell ghost stories and is scared. The little girl who is going to die.

She is 21 this year, a little tender and small, like a high school student of seventeen or eighteen.

I think the name Xiaojiao is very suitable for her, and she lives up to her name.

She looks delicate and speaks with a delicate voice.

"You can stay here, but I don't have a good job for you. Be an assistant, that is, help me carry bags, book hotels and do some chores." Seeing that she didn't understand what assistant meant, I explained.

"Thank you, Island Master, for taking me in!" She was about to kneel again, but I stopped her.

"I don't need to give a big gift here, unless I am dead and the body is saying goodbye."

"Also, don't call me the owner of the island. I hired you, so you call me Ann... Boss." Let me also experience the feeling of being a 'boss'.

"Mr. An?" Xiaojiao obviously didn't understand what this title meant.

"Yes, you are my assistant, call me Mr. An, there is nothing wrong with you."

"Okay, Mr. An!" Xiaojiao bowed her hands and saluted respectfully.

In fact, if you look at her carefully, the clothes on her body are extremely dirty, and the cuffs are all worn out.

Not to mention the shoes, the thick-soled boots are about to wear into socks, and it is a long journey from Biyi Island. The amount of money Xiao Beitu said in the letter is not a lot.

I asked her why she didn't bring any money with her before she left the house, and she said she did, but she was cheated out of it as soon as she left the island.

So much so that she didn't dare to go to places with many people on the next road, and chose to walk all the way in the remote mountains and forests.

She was afraid that she herself would be tricked away.

Then the letter she wants to deliver will not be delivered to me.

She hides from people when she sees them. Although her martial arts are not very good, she has avoided many bad guys by relying on her dexterity.

By eating wild fruits and vegetables, and some dishonorable theft, she managed to find me alive.

It was better on the plain, but the road in the northern mountainous area was too difficult, so she took advantage of the dark to walk on the main road, and hid in the mountains during the day to rest.

I almost slipped down the cliff several times, 'tired' on the road, and finally arrived here.

"How did you find me?" I was sure that Xiao Beitu didn't know my exact whereabouts.

"Master only knew that you would come to the north, so I eavesdropped on the conversations of passers-by, and heard someone talking about a burning inn, saying that someone had killed the top killer sent by Zhaixing Laoyuelou in the inn. I thought, besides you, who else has this ability? You must have lived there, and then I followed the news of the dead, wherever there were dead people, and there were a lot of dead people, I would go there.”

"You went to Huaicheng." I hurriedly replied.

"Well, there is a lot of trouble over there. People passing by, driving cars, and fields, even firewood cutters and hunters are talking about the hero An in Huaicheng." The more Xiaojiao said, the brighter her eyes were, " I guessed that the hero they were talking about was you!"

(End of this chapter)